Count those freaks We’re completely outnumbered What a terrible world And It gets more peculiar every single day We can’t sleep So despite our slumber What a terrible day Oh, the world gets more peculiar every single way CHORUS We don’t know who they are We don’t know where we are I think I’ve got a plan Let’s run as quickly as we can Let’s leave it all today Let’s make our great escape F-R-E-A-K-S everybody, everybody (x9) 1-2-3 We’ve been adding up numbers Something doesn’t make sense And the world gets more peculiar every single day Count those freaks We’re completely outnumbered Something’s making us tense If you’re finished being creepy, we’ll be on our way CHORUS We tread a careful line, between the creatures of the night Because we’re not completely sure Who goes to nightclubs anymore (x4) F-R-E-A-K-S everybody, everybody (x9) Who’s that lurching through the smoke Mother nature’s little joke Empty eyes and sweaty hands Say hello to modern man Say hello to modern man